Since she's bent over anyway...

You walk up to Cindy and grab her ass.

"Oh!" she lets out, but before she can respond, you fill her with an incredible horniness. Any thoughts of resisting fall away. Actually, any thought at all falls away as she turns into a shivering mass of sexual need.

"STICK IT IN ME!" she screams. "STICK IT IN ME STICK IT IN ME STICK IT IN ME, PLEEEAAASSSE!!!"

Half the school probably hears that. You make a hasty wish right as Mr. Baker, the swim coach, barges in the door.

"Aw, crap," say the older man. He holds up a bouquet. "I spent $30 on these flowers!"

You continue stroking Cindy's ass as she bites her bottom lip. "You know the rule. It doesn't matter how nice they are, whoever brings the secretary flowers first each day gets to fuck her."

"Yeah, I know. I should have just grabbed some weeds from my lawn." He walks out dejectedly.

You turn back to Cindy. She's still bent over the coffee maker, waiting for you to fuck her.

"Cindy, how old are you?"

Cindy tries to focus through her intense arousal. "Th- th- thirty two!"

You shake your head. "That's not bad, but not great. From now on you're nineteen. I mean you're nineteen forever. You're not very bright, but you don't need to be for this job since your primary duty is fucking any parents waiting to see the Principal. That's why you keep in such great shape."

You feel Cindy's body tighten in your hands. Happy with the results, you yank down her black skirt and lavender panties. Her pussy welcomes your dick with a wet slurp, and Cindy lets out several noisy cries of her own. You wish that she's always that noisy during sex.

Cindy braces herself against the wall and you plow into her. Every high note that Cindy hits sends you closer to cumming. You pull out and aim for her panties. You cover them in your jism, confident that she won't be able to wash them out today. The next guy she gives a peek of her panties will get a good laugh out of that.